A E D
Why do you look at me when you hate me?
A E D
Why should I look at you when you make me hate you too?
A E D
I sense a smell of retribution in the air
A E D
I don’t even understand why the fuck you even care
B E
And I don’t need your jealousy yeah
B E A (hammer-on/pull-off Bb) x4 D
Why drag me down in your misery
A E D
And when you stare you don’t think I feel it
A E D
But I’m gonna deal it back to you in spades
A E D
When I’m havin’ fun ya know I can’t conceal it
A E D
’cause I know you’d never cut in my game, oh no
B E
And when you’re talkin’ about a vasectomy, yeah
B E A (hammer-on/pull-off Bb) x4
I’ll be writin’ down your obituary…history!
B
You got your bitches with the silicone injections
D
Crystal meth and yeast infections
A
Bleached blond hair, collagen lip projections
B
Who are you to criticize my intentions?
B
Got your subtle manipulative devices
D
Just like you I got my vices
A
I got a thought that would be nice
B C#
I’d like to crush your head tight in my vice… pain!
A E
And that goes for all you punks in the press
D
That want to start shit by printin’ lies instead of the things
we said
A E D
That means you Andy Secher at Hit Parader, Circus Magazine
A E
Mick Wall at Kerrang, Bob Guccione jr. at Spin
D
What you pissed off ’cause your dad gets more pussy than you?
A E
Fuck you! suck my fuckin’ dick!
D
You be rippin’ off the fuckin’ kids
B
While they be payin’ their hard earned money to
read about the bands they want to know about
E
Printin’ lies, startin’ controversy
B
You want to antagonize me? Antagonize me motherfucker!
E
Get in the ring motherfucker! and I’ll kick your bitchy little ass,
punk!!!
A (hammer-on/pull-off Bb) x4 B (hammer-on/pull-off C) x4
Solo: C#
C#
I don’t like you, I just hate you
F# D# G# C# (hammer-on/pull-off D) x8
I’m gonna kick your ass, oh yeah! oh yeah!
B E
You may not like our integrity yeah
B E
We built a world out of anarchy oh yeah!
A E D
And in this corner, weighing in at 850 pounds; guns n’ roses!
Get in the ring(x16)
